Omaha daily bee., 1887-12-30
MAURICE BERNHARDT MARRIED.
The Divine Sara's Son Weds, the
Princess ,JabIOnowski.

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Special to the BEE. i--Maurice Bernhardt
is married and settled "Le Petit Maurice"
as his friends now affectonately call him,
princess. A prince and princess-for the
bridegroom, rememberj is the son of a trag-
edy queen. The avenue d'Eylan quarter was
all excitement yesteHlsy. Cab after cab,
carriage after carriage We're dashing toward
the scene Of the nuptual drama, pedestrians
unlimited and invited guests trudging along
besides them bound in the same direction
BY noon, the hour fixed for the ceremony
there must have been a couple Of thousand
people gathered about IN front Of the little
church of st. Honore de Eylan. Police on
duty forced them back to the right and left
of the gates. At least thousand people had
tickets for the church, which was very small
and soon crowded. 1t was curious congre-
CATION, such as you seldom see ut mass. Ac-
tors and actresses, in all the glory
Of their paint and feathers, artists and
men Of letters, ladies of the world
and ladies Of the half world. Scattered
among them were host Of eager foreigners,
Americans and English chiefly All Paris
and stoong detachment Of strangers were
dying to see La Tosca and her daughter-in-
law. Such restless congregation, too; such
a rustling OF silks, such q hum of conversa-
tion; friends and rivals Of La Tosca compar-
ing notes and whispering scandal, you would
have fancied you were at a premiere Of a
dress rehearsal, only the seats were not so
comfortable and the house was freezing.
The babbling and rustling grew so very loud
at last that the priest stepped forward to the
altar rails to admonish the people. 1t didn't
check the chatter bit, though The choir
was all ablaze with lights. Hundreds of
candles at the altar and in the chandlebra
were grouped about the altar steps and
where there were no lights there were
flowers; masses of roses, white and red ca
melias and azalias set in frame of green
palms, ferns and evergreens, Against
them flushed the scarlet of three
little acolites, swinging censors Among a
hundred other social, literary and artistic
celebrities in the church, you might have seen
Mile. Barlet, Victorien Sardou, Mile Dudley,
Prince de Sagan, Alfred Stevens Whittier,
LIE Comte de Lisle, Jules Claretia Alexandra
Dumas, Nine. and Mile. de Ruti George
Clairin, Duez Mounet Sully and the prettiest
actresses of all the boulevard theatres. The
bridegroom, following the bad tradition of
country, wore an evening dress. He looked
very handsome, in boyish way, and seemed
very proud Of his little bride.
While the ORGAN pealed out a professional
hymn the wedding party took their places
before the altar, Sara on the right, the
Princess Jablonowslki's mother on the left,
the young couple in the, center The bride
was trembling good deal Sara had much
difficulty in sitting her, emotion. She was
suffering from excitement and had fit of
hoarseness. The service was impressive.
The choir of Porte st. Martin sang the
Feni Creator. NJ. Pisten assistant conductor
Of the same theatre, played a cello solo.
Joubert, the American violinist, played ro-
nance, "Sa MS Paroles Of Sivori." M. Lorran,
OF the opera, treated us to a serrenets ave
Maria," and the choir did wonders in "Gou-
mods Laudate Nominu1n." Much curiosity
was felt as to what NJ, LIE Cure would say
to the happy couple. His task was delicate
enough, but he performed it very tactfully,
making graceful allusion to the
artistic triumph of the bridegrooms
mother, exhorting La Tosoa's son to
remember that from his youth
he had been familiar with noble thoughts and
reminding both young people Of the debt they
owed their mother for her care and solicitude
and called on them to live purely and honor
ably. Sarah was deyout enough to have
pleased the pope. The bride and bridegroom
We're equally submissive. When mass ended
the wedding party moved into the sacristy
where for half an hour they stood receiving
embraces and congratulations.
That ordeal was over at last and the we'd
ding cortcgc once more treaded in through
the aisle to the church door where the spec
tace of the bride and her mothers long
trains carried by two servants gave much
satisfaction to the crowd. AS La Tosca is
sued from the church cheer went up.
Hide thy diminished head, brave Boulanger.
Sara, as usual, made a charming
hostess. She had kiss or a hearty squeeze
for each new arrival. Long before the re-
ception was over she was exhausted. Sara,
who had managed, however, to change her
costume now sat radiant in necru brocade
tea gown, covered with plush wrap richly
trimmed with fur. The lucky man was very
busy, but found time TO have chat with the
Herald correspondent.
"Where did you meet your brides" said the
correspondent '~
Here, in this very house, a month and a
'but she had known my people for some
time. 1t was a case of love at first sight.
We have so many tastes in common and the
princess is so charming" said Maurice look
| ing very conscious.
''You are very young to marry" smilingly
remarked the correspondent
I'm twenty three" replied the bride
| groom. "Better get married, then"-he did
| not complete the sentence.
"Are you going to spirit away your bride
| for the honeymoona"
| "Oh, no, hate the idea Of honeymoon
and travelling. We shall settle down quietly
at my place here for month or so and 60 of
with my mother when she starts on hel
European tour, hating just wherever oul
| fancy bids u.s."
Happy, happy bridegroom.
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